An Ning has something wrong!

Hearing Ji Anning, Qi Helian completely lost his mind and shouted at Wu Te, "What happened to Anning?"

This roar, on the contrary, calmed Wu Te's help roar. He said, "There may be a car accident."

It is still uncertain whether the car that crashed was Ji Anning's car.

"Wh... when?" Qi Helian Huarong paled.

Wu Te's helper told him concisely and concisely about the current situation in Xiji Chicheng and Ji Anning's visit to Jin Yuanyuan.

After hanging up the phone, Qi Helian watched the news, feeling that the sky had fallen, and he stepped back startled.

The agent and Zhu Lai looked at him from the side, their faces pale in tension.

"Young Master." For a long time, Mitchell stepped forward and asked concerned, "What happened?"

"Airplane...airplane..." Qi Helian turned around and grabbed Mickey's arm. His whole body was shaking severely, "Get ready for the plane."

...

"What did you say?"

Wu Tezhu just hung up the phone, before he could catch his breath, Ji Chicheng's voice suddenly rang behind him.

He was taken aback and turned his head.

Ji Chicheng opened his eyes and looked at him blankly.

Wu Te helped open his mouth and suddenly didn't know how to talk to him.

The news reported in the news is so serious, I am afraid that it is too bad, if it is really Miss An Ning, can he accept it?

How could it be acceptable?

"What's wrong with Anning?" Ji Chicheng suddenly lifted the blanket on his body, jumped up, rushed to Wu Tezhu, grabbed his old man's shoulders with both hands, and pinched his nails into his flesh, "I ask you Anning What's wrong? What's wrong with An Ning?"

He heard it. He heard the conversation between Wu Tezhu and Qi Helian just now.

But how is it possible? How could it be his peace?

Wu Tezhe opened his mouth, his throat for a long time before he made a sound, "There was a very serious traffic accident on Daqing Mountain. Just now, Miss An Ning's friend called and said...said..."

Ji Chicheng was startled when he heard Wu Te help saying that Jin Yuanyuan had called.

He loosened Wu Tezhu's shoulders with both hands, grabbed his mobile phone from him, dialed the number, and walked out the door, "Prepare the plane for me."

He is also wearing a bathrobe.

Wu Tezhu followed up for a few steps, then went back after thinking about it, and got him a suit.

...

"Found it, right there."

When the plane arrived in Daqing Mountain, Mrs. Su, who was sitting in the driver's cab, stretched her head, looked down, and found the scene of the accident.

Suddenly another plane approached and descended first towards them.

There was no police sign or national emblem on the plane. It was a private jet. Madam Su turned her head and glanced at Ji Chicheng and asked, "Is that your friend?"

Ji Chicheng had already opened the cabin door and looked down. He did not hear Mrs. Su's question. His eyes, like radar, scanned the mountain.

Big beads of sweat slipped from his forehead.

The plane landed slowly, and when it was about to reach the ground, Ji Chicheng suddenly pointed down and said to Madam Su, "Go straight down the slope."

Hearing this, Madam Su glanced in the direction of Ji Chicheng's finger. Although it was a not deep mountain slope, it looked steep. Now there are big rocks everywhere, and those rocks may roll down at any time.

Any dangerous situation can happen.

After considering it, she persuaded Ji Chicheng: "That's very dangerous. There are police, traffic police, and fire officers and soldiers on the scene. They have a more professional search and rescue mode."